My condition is moving in the wrong direction. I was up all night (thus the new and very much improved layout that you see here), finally dozing off around dawn and waking up a few hours later to aching ears and a bout of laryngitis. I'll be heading around the corner to the drug store shortly for more meds. I hope the doc will give me something to knock it out on Wednesday. That's going to be a long appointment, as my needs list has grown since developing this fabulous little round of Bronchitis.
Still looking for work, and called an office today about a position that would be perfect for me. No answer both times I called, and the second time I called, a recording came on with a man's voice that said "If you would like to leave a message, please try your call again later." That statement really cracked me up...just doesn't make a lot of sense, does it? Anyway, it didn't let me leave a message, so I'll try again tomorrow.
I'm getting anxious about teaching this Saturday. I hope that I'll be feeling much better by then. I'll be teaching Blue Winter, finally, and I hope my students enjoy it as much as I do. It's a lovely scene and a perfect painting for practicing snowy hills and happy trees.
I've got chronic hiccups right now and considering that my throat feels like an erupting volcano, they are not at all pleasant. Not that they ever are, but they are especially unpleasant at the moment. I don't know what it is about me and hiccups. When I get them, they are always severe and reoccuring throughout the day. One time, I had hiccups for 13 hours straight. I was crying by the end of that day. My mom told me that I had hiccups in the womb on a regular basis, and would get mad and start kicking every time I had them.
I feel like getting mad and kicking right now. Darn hiccups. Goooooo awaaaaay!